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Tonight the van of death reached pantry status. Before last night I had gone to the van five nights in a row accompanied by some combinatoin of Jared, Manisha, and Matt. We all get chips but we all have different order. Me: large chips w. ketchup, mayo, and chili sauce. Jared: Ketchup and chili saice. Matt: Mayo and chili sauce. Manisha: she usually eats some of ours. On fridat night they got everything right except Jared's order. The last five nights I had gone there we were basically the only ones in line. They were not crowded at all. But tonight we went at 2:40 am and there was a long line. When we got to the front of the line the guy behing the counter yelled out our sauce preferences. Within 30 seconds I had my fries. Matt and Jared go theirs soon after. We didnt have to tell then a damn thing. I gave the VOD pantry status at this point. I was extremely happy that they knew what we wanted. I was even happier a few minutes later when someone ordered chips and they had to go through this whole production to get the sauces they wanted.